Where the mothers of sonsnever cease their weeping where the fathers of faith in the ground lie sleeping where the seeds of time have a whirlwind reaping
How angry would you have to be to face a rifle with a stone, With socks against authority would you be out there all alone, The world is such a crazy
They are the victims of the night Ride against the wind born to lose the fight They fill the doorways they come far Holding what they bring details on
(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette) Waiting on this empty street, watching the river's waves go by Feeling mellow, lighting a cigarette, silver moon floats through
War! Strike to the holy city Crush jerusalem Torture the followers Of weakening god Let the blood stream Through dirty streets Zionist cancer Faces
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the Holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the
Oh, Jerusalem yeah Oh, Jerusalem Oh, Jerusalem Oh, Jerusalem Realizing that there's no place else to go And there's nobody I know who can help me Text
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the
Sir, can you tell me how to get to Jerusalem? 'Cause I have kinda lost my way Sir, will you help me get there as fast as I can? Tomorrow might be to late
Well, the graveyard shifted back in '55 The rebel rousers brought the threat to life You were just a sparkle in your daddy's eye Elvis joined the army
Blood is on your hands Seen by popular demand Better scrub it off the prision walls Smile for the cameras For the folks at home Better look around Before
Well, some contend this rock'n roll Is bad for the body, bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind Bad for the deaf and bad for the blind It
Intro: Woh deh deh, oh lord Woh these words, these words of thy mouth Woh deh deh, woh these words, yes now Chorus 1: I lift my head unto the almighty
Oh John, oh John, now what did you say? Walking in Jerusalem, just like John I'll meet you there at the break of day Walking in Jerusalem, just like John
And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's mountains green? Was the Holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance
Jerusalem (James Raymond) [Intro. (Electric Guitar + Harmonica)] I came back to Jerusalem Just to see if the light had changed But it all seems about
Way up, way up Way up, way up High up in Jerusalem When I die (rpt again) Go knows I'm gonna Walk in Jerusalem Talk in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem
I woke up this mornin' and none of the news was good And death machines were rumblin' 'cross the ground where Jesus stood And the man on my TV told